1, quiet night, light moonlight, a few rods of green bamboo, cut into a painting by a small window, outlined by the beauty of the frame. I am swinging in the beautiful painting of the moonlight, enjoying.
2, moonlight quietly diffuse, night, dancing on the fingertips of the wind. The past is worth remembering: in this moonlight like water water like sky night, I sighed y at the window. To experience that an unnamable mood ......
3, in the moonlight intoxicated, but also in the moonlight thinking; in the moonlight melancholy, but also in the moonlight sigh; in the moonlight wandering, but also in the moonlight chant; in the moonlight walk alone, but also in the moonlight silence. Recalling the left and right, looking around, I realized that no one, no one company, seems to be lonely, also seems to be cold, but I do not know that the moonlight is soft, at this time it is such as sentimental and considerate woman, into my heart.
4, moonlight like water, moonlight like painting, moonlight like poetry, moonlight like song. I love the moonlight like water like crystal, I love the moonlight like painting like beautiful, I love the moonlight like poetry like song like timeless.
5, the autumn moonlight is light, is also quite flawless, in the quiet of the night more elegant and noble, but I still see the moonlight that from time to time revealed the melancholy and sadness. Maybe it is too far away from the red dust, maybe it is a long time alone, in the sky although it seems to be high in the sky, but it is so empty and cold, so melancholy and sullen.
6, the night, just dark, dense fog layer diffusion ripples open, smoked a calm and peaceful night, white fog in the light of the gentle moonlight and street lamps, then dyed gold. Under the moonlight, the leaves "rustling", as if playing a "moonlight song", delicate and poignant, deep and wonderful, the beating notes as if from the hazy moonlight jumped out, intoxicating.
7, everything in the world is God's creation, are very and attainment, but the moon is different, the moon has its own character, there is a cloudy and round, the moon's divine grace is reflected here. Why should the moon strive for splendor? Her purpose is to make the night no longer terrible, to give people a piece of warmth, a piece of light!
8, the moonlight through the shade of the trees, leaking a glittering broken jade. The moon is like a big jade disk, the moonlight will fall on everyone's face, feel so comfortable face, how soft ah! The moon quietly opened its eyes from the eastern sky, like a naughty child. Walked past every family guest night, in people fall asleep gently do over their bedrooms, caressing their faces. The moon is as bright as the day the moon cage gossamer bright moon, make people happy - moonlight like water, the moon color is charming. I gazed at the moon and was lost in thought, the moon is so beautiful. Is it possible for me to sit on a spaceship and travel into space? Can I meet Chang'e and Wu Gang? Can I play with the Jade Rabbit?
9, the light of the moonlight, the brightness of the moonlight, as well as the softness of the moonlight, are so apt and cozy, and like the moonlight at night, and is my hobby all the time.
10, moonlight is always mixed with the flavor of thoughts and nostalgia. Those wandering outside the traveler ah, can be tossed in the rivers and lakes, can withstand the hardship of displacement, you can drink to dispel the sorrows, but it is difficult to give up the moonlight to bring their feelings. That clear as water moonlight, inadvertently touched their heartstrings. Therefore, the unrestrained Li Bai will softly chant: raise your head to look at the bright moon, head down to think of the hometown. That is why the bold and dashing Su Shi could not resist "the sadness of the short pines on the night of the bright moon, which breaks my heart year after year". Therefore, Lin Qingxuan would also like to warm a pot of wine under the moonlight, intoxicated in the haze. They treasure the moonlight, cherish this titillating song of the ages, because only the moonlight can hear their hearts.
11, moonlight, soft, soft, like just after washing satin, like a baby trickle of skin. At this time, the clear light of the high-rise, small windows slipped out of the orange light all kinds of, and this elegant moonlight constitutes a wonderful piece of work, no wonder even the great poet Li Bai also want to "raise a glass to invite the moon", that a clear moon, subdue the pain, fatigue and anger, so that they sleep; moonlight, dissolved hatred, desire and incomprehension, so that they disappear, the moonlight, the moonlight, the moonlight, and the moonlight, the moonlight, and the moonlight, the moonlight, the moonlight, the moonlight, the moonlight, the moonlight, the moonlight, the moonlight, the moonlight, the moonlight, the moonlight, the moonlight. The moonlight, which makes the arrogance of the successful and the inferiority of the defeated dream at the same time, has a tolerant heart!
12, moonlight, cold moonlight, how many people's despair, how many people's wishes, how many people's thoughts, how many people's grief. "Smoke over cold water and moon over sand", the moon is misty, is not tolerate to see the upcoming destruction of the country? "Night chanting should feel the moonlight cold", the moonlight is cold, because there is no beloved companion? "Raise a glass to invite the moon, the shadow into three people", so lonely that you have to invite the moon **** drink, is it lonely? "Wish people a long time, thousands of miles *** Canyuanjuan", is the most beautiful wish for people?
13, moonlight is like a song of heart-stopping melody, is the poet's heart eternal song. Moonlight like a pot of sweet and cold wine, brewing time the longer, the more overflowing intoxicating fragrance. Moonlight like a confidant, listening to your heart's ramblings, give you the most sincere advice.
14, moonlight, quiet moonlight, the living beings in the mountains and forests because of your touch and peace. "Bright pals shine between the pines, clear springs and stones", you can imagine that the silence of the mountain forest, a wisp of milky white soft moonlight through the clusters of pine needles, pouncing on the bright pebbles in the tinkling of the small spring. The sound of "ding dong" powerful impact on the hearts of living beings, accompanied by the moonlight leaking down, can never be composed of heavenly music, can never be made of the world's most famous paintings, any one of the inanimate colors can not interpret the life of the moonlight, the only thing is to open up, to accept the moonlight soft whispers. The only thing I can do is to open my heart and accept the gentle whisper of the moonlight.
15, around the very quiet, as if you can hear the sound of the moonlight sprinkling, quiet, beautiful. Under the moonlight, there is no delicate flowers, no verdant leaves, no May warmth, there is just cold, depressed, silent. But because the moonlight seems gentle. Under the blue sky, surprisingly dazzling, luminous. As if it is a magnificent jewel, is drifting down a snowflake, white birds such as cicada feathers ......
16, silver-white moonlight sprinkled on the ground, everywhere there is the mournful chirping of the crickets. The fragrance of the night filled the air, weaving a soft net that covered all the sights. Eyes in contact with are covered with this soft network of things, any grass and trees, are not as in the daytime as the reality, they have a fuzzy color, each of which has hidden the point of its details, are keeping its secrets, so that people have a dreamlike feeling.
17, the night is deep, the bamboo outside the window also silent silence, the wind has long run away, the moonlight is still faint, in the silent sprinkle, and at this time, I glanced at the time, suddenly saw the moonlight irradiated by the clouds hiding in the distance: silently, quietly in tears, but did not fall down.
18, the round moon is proud to put out the soft moonlight. Her round face with a kind and gentle smile, quietly looking at the earth. A few gray thin clouds lingering in the soft moonlight, rushing a day of the river calmed down. The moon is reflected in the river, the evening wind, sparkling, the whole wide mouth of the river is like a moon mirror, like a long white jade, like a ribbon full of jewels. Moonlight on the houses, such as smoke and fog covered the earth to the ground covered with a thick layer of white dew, to the crops covered with a light dream.
19, all the way, the moonlight through the roadside branches, unreservedly pouring a ground, raise your head, see is still the moon that kind and soft face, feel the whole body and mind are wrapped up in the month, they feel no longer cold. The footsteps are also light and fast, the front of a few old women walking and chatting, and sometimes issued a bright laughter. I heard that they were going to the square in front to dance! It's been a long time since this feeling, so they fell in love with this winter moonlight, fell in love with this winter mood.
20, late at night, the moon hangs high. A piece of moonlight, gently sprinkled down, sprinkled in the eaves, sprinkled in the river, sprinkled in the night sky towers, sprinkled in the vine drooping wall. The stone paved path is empty, allowing the moonlight to shine, a little silver light. In a simple house, many people in the tightly organized, through the doorway, the bright and shaky figures appear, the air is filled with a disturbing atmosphere, which is the omen of the coming storm.
21, the mist dissipated, the silver moonlight is like a self-satisfied dazzling widow's mourning clothes, covering the vast sandy beach. There is not a boat on the river, not even see a microwave, the heart of the river bank, everywhere is a quiet, which is like death to bring the suffering of the sick a kind of endless peace.
22, moonlight, gently, gently, such as a breeze squeezed from the doorway; such as a mother caressing a child's hands; such as an angel on a veil. Around the quiet, quiet, I seem to hear their own "thumping" heartbeat. There is no earthly clamor, no worldly troubles, only a part of my own serenity.
23, the moon is coming out. The moon is still far away, but behind the horizon, people feel it rising from the dark abyss. A faint light lent a lace to the tops of the trees that surrounded the high slopes, like the rims of goblets, and the side-shadows of these tree peaks, reflected in the shimmering light, appeared deeper and darker by the minute than by the minute.
24. I walked in the moonlight, idling in the garden path. The wind sang softly, soft moonlight, reproduced Su Shi's open-mindedness in the year 'under the court as the accumulation of water empty and bright'. Moonlight in his heart is such a wonderful, silver-white moonlight is not enlighten us open-mindedness is a kind of beauty? Didn't he also say 'I don't know what year the palace in the sky is now?' Is it also suggesting that we should cherish time as it passes easily?
25, the moonlight is the most beautiful in the world, the apple tree in the village is the most beautiful, the moonlight shining on the apple tree, is the meeting of beauty and beauty, is the collision of the extreme and infinite, is the birth of the world's great beauty. It can even be said that if the moonlight is female, the apple tree is, of course, male, then the apple orchard under the moonlight is a small warm home, like a good man and a beautiful woman come together to form a happy and beautiful home. Whenever I savor the deepest and the most cutting mother's love, I can't help but think of my mother, think of that kind face, think of that vivid and twisted childhood past.
My mother is very ordinary, but so great. She is different from others, all day in the hard work, take care of me, is I feel warm and happy everywhere.
Mother's love is deep, mother's love is delicate, mother's love is selfless, great. I use my heart to experience, to feel in order to be qualified to accept this love, this priceless love. And this year's Mother's Day, I think of a philosopher said flowers: mother, is a book that can not be read. Yes, the love given by my mother, I can never forget in my life ......
Mother enlightens and nurtures my conscience, and also warms my heart forever. Mother's love is great, mother's love is selfless. Genghis Khan once said with deep emotion: "There is only one woman in the world, and that is my mother." In fact, my mother is the same.
Mother, what kind of language can I use to express your love for me, what kind of emotion can I use to express my gratitude to you, how can I repay you? The dragon is still traveling in the rain, and the old tree is more protective of the flowers in the spring. Mother's love is like the sea, mother's love is like the mountain! Mother's love is selfless and great! Because it is the most innocent human, the most sincere and simple emotions, is a only to pay, do not ask for return love. Let us come together to cherish this most common and the most sacred mother's love, let us come together to thank our great mother it!
I have a good mother. She is very busy all day long, and she has to do every piece of housework. Early in the morning, my mother got up early to prepare breakfast for me; but also to go to open the store, at noon, my mother rushed from the store, to give me lunch, wash the dishes; at night, my mother has to give me a bath, make dinner ...... 365 days a year, you are for me, for the family, to pay a lot of sweat and blood ah! The day Cold, mom hand to me to do cotton clothes, really "mother in the hands of the line, the swimmer on the clothes"
Mother love does not lie in the earth-shattering feats, only y infiltrated in every thought, every exhortation, and even every gaze.
Mom, what an affectionate name, how great is the person who is served with this name! However, who has ever sincerely shouted "mom"? Who has tried to see his mother every day to say a sentence to her " I love you, mom! "? Even if it's a little too much, as long as it's her favorite son or daughter saying it to her, she'll be happy.
Whenever I sing the song "Only a mother is good in the world", I think of my mom.
My mom is a middle-aged woman, 35 years old, medium build, a kind face, giving people a kind and amiable feeling.
Good paragraph: describing the fireworksSuddenly, roar, a colorful flower appeared in the sky. I looked up and a branch of beautiful flowers disappeared in an instant. Just as I was looking mesmerized a shocking loud sound exploded. Some small sparks slowly descended. I clapped my hands and screamed, today's technology is really advanced After a while, mom announced, "Now start to put!" We scrambled upstairs to get fireworks, down, my brother is already sweating. I first took out the "magic bullet" to let the little uncle to help me light, I closed my eyes, hand to the air, only to hear the "squeak" sound, I was busy to open my eyes, but the fireworks have flown away without a trace.
At this time, I heard a "hoo" sound, scared me hurriedly cover my ears, I think: this is really a tiger roar! It turned out to be a big uncle put up the "dragon flower thunder", although the beginning of the tiger roar, but after a while, it is colorful, autumn rain dashing.
Speaking of flowers, naturally think of happiness. Dad put up a "happy flower tube", the beginning of the colorful, as if a flower appeared, grinning, as if all the happy things in its stomach.
"Spray" made us all pay attention to it - "Fuji no Sakura", which is the most expensive of all fireworks. After a while, a sparkler about 30 meters high rose vertically into the sky, as if it was competing with other fireworks!
At this time, the sound of "crackling", "crackling" came over, it turned out to be my father in the "beautiful winter", really colorful ah. Although the name says it is winter, but it has a warm feeling like spring, let people feel that now is spring.
My brother was getting impatient, so he picked up a sparkler and started a fireworks war with us. He took advantage of everyone's attention, took out the "dragon flower thunder" ready to scare people, just as I found out, then picked up the "magic bullet" to the younger brother's fireworks on a shot, the younger brother hastily crouched down, get up, see the "dragon flower thunder" to explode, he was not even a little bit of a little bit of a little bit of a little bit of a little bit of a little bit of a lot. When he got up, he saw the "Dragon Flower Thunder" about to explode, and he ran away in a hurry. At this time, I sent another bullet to the "dragon gin flower Ray" popped into the open space, did not scare people, we are also safe.
Look at the happy scene, I heart like fireworks as also happy flowers.
I immediately went into my own home, out of their own to the street to buy back the three colored beads tube, but also called on my father to accompany me to play.
Out of the house, to the middle of the field, my father used a match to light the fuse on the colored beads tube. In a short while, the colored beads tube released yellow sparks. After a while, the colored bead tube inside released a big golden circle. The circle rose into the air, and with a "pop" it turned into one beautiful chrysanthemum after another. Then, the colorful bead tube released three large circles. The center of the circle in the air on the flower, next to the two circles continue to rise to the sky. Slowly they too released a small flower. Unconsciously, this one fireworks finished.
I picked up the second firework and wanted to release it, but I couldn't find the fuse on this one. The first firework was a firecracker, and the second firework was a firecracker. My dad took the fireworks in my hand and looked at them carefully. Then he carefully tore a piece of paper and pulled out a little bit of the fuse inside. Dad let me hold the lower end of the stick and he lit the fuse. This one firework was different from the last one. This one was a big fat circle with a bunch of little stars trailing behind it. The big circle flew up into the sky into a chrysanthemum, the small stars fell like rain, and tumbled down like a meteor shower. This one was released rather quickly, and it was soon finished. At first, I was more worried, afraid of fireworks will burn to the hands, afraid of fireworks will burst early ...... But, wait until the end of the release, I saw no little thing. I was relieved.
Next, I put the third fireworks ...... This third fireworks released sparks, colorful, really beautiful. I want to play again, but, there are no fireworks at home. Dad said: "Forget it this year, buy a few more next year, let you put a enough!"
New Year's Eve, fireworks is everyone will do is. Children put eye flowers for the chase happy; couples put fireworks for the romantic; old people put fireworks for the harmony, everyone is integrated in a happy fireworks rain.
A person alone on the balcony to see the eye of the flowers, the dark sky was fireworks add a layer of color. The fireworks, but the heart is inexplicably into a wave of sadness.
The fate of the eye will always be a flash in the pan, not yet had time to view its beauty, in the "bang" in all the smoke disappeared. I do not know whether the eye flower on their own fate is not satisfied, because everything comes too suddenly, everything has gone too fast, in this world is only left a moment of beauty, and ultimately precipitated in the infinite vault of the sky. Fireworks are like a person's life, more than a rain are short, the world does not have forever? Is not eternity too tangible?
With all the questions, I had a dream, the dream fireworks told me that it has a short life he never regretted, before is, now is, the future is also so. Because in it to in the long-desired stage, smeared with a brilliant stroke, but also in life, the last stroke. People's lives are like fireworks, as long as they leave in their own lives, they think the most beautiful thing, then it is not in vain life.
I understand, in the fireworks disappeared in the moment but left an eternal existence.
Indeed, fireworks are forever, because it is engraved in my heart eternal beauty. Fireworks are happy, because it itself to the moment left behind to affirm its own beauty.
If I can choose, I would like to become a firework, leaving a beautiful and eternal in this world.
If friendship is an evergreen tree, then it must be watered from the heart of the spring; if friendship is an undefeated flower, then it must be from the heart of the rising sun to shine.
How much laughter is evoked by friendship, how many tears are wiped dry by friendship. The harbor of friendship is full of warmth, and the breeze of friendship is full of sails. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
A person without friendship, equal to the world without similar, only he is alone. With friendship, you have friends, you have people who care about you, and your life has meaning.
I don't know which poet wrote: "Friendship, is an umbrella under the two figures, is a desk on the two pairs of bright eyes; is the ideal soil in the small flowers, is the magnificent music on the two notes. Without friendship, the tree of life will wither in the waves of time; the soil of the heart will be barren in the variations of the seasons." People can't get enough of poems celebrating friendship, such as Li Bai's "Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun sends me love", Su Dongpo's "But I wish you a long time, thousands of miles of *** Canyuan Juan", and Wang Wei's "Advise you to finish a glass of wine. He Xun's "Spring grass is like a green robe, autumn moon is like a fan, three or five out of the heavy clouds, when I know I remember you", Wang Bo's "A friend in the sea, the sky is like a distant land", for thousands of years, people read them, infected by them, interpreted and translated a scene. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a conversation with a friend of mine.
People with friends, life is fun, a person drinking tea, can not taste the flavor; that is, a person eating alone, will not have much appetite, more people eating together, will increase the aroma.
The work encountered difficulties, friends is not too much help, a pair of concerned about the eyes will let you lose a lot of pressure.
Bacon said, tell the pain to your close friends, the pain will be cut in half; to share the joy with your friends, the joy will be divided into two. The role of friendship is so amazing!
True friendship is unadulterated and has no price to pay. A friend comes uninvited when he needs it, and rises to the occasion when he is in trouble.
True friendship should be able to withstand the test, Lian Po Lin Xiangru if there is no first national emergency after the personal hatred of the broad-minded, there will not be a bramble to ask for a moving scene.
Friendship is not the patent of some people, as long as there is a sincere heart, will heart, you will get the return of true friendship. Can give a sincere gift to friends, you will win more friends, more than one friend more than one world, looking back, you are no longer a lonely solo traveler.
A person's intelligence is limited, the consideration of the problem can not help but be wrong, the advice of friends so that you take a detour; a person's energy is limited, it is not possible to create all of the expertise of mankind throughout the ages, different professional categories of friends will help you expand your knowledge; a person can not be all over the world to travel to the world's mountains and beautiful water, living in the United States, friends will be to you to Kan up the New York City bustle; A friend who has traveled to the sites of ancient civilizations will talk to you about the majesty of the pyramids. As Zhang Chao said: "We should drink with our friends in the first yuan; we should drink with our friends in the Dragon Boat Festival; we should drink with our friends in rhyme on the eve of the seventh day of the seventh month; we should drink with our friends in the Mid-Autumn Festival; and we should drink with our friends in the ninth day of the ninth month of the ninth month. For profound friends, it is like reading different books; for elegant friends, it is like reading celebrity poems; for prudent friends, it is like reading the scriptures and biographies of sages; and for comical friends, it is like reading legends and novels." (See The Shadow of a Dream)